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What Our Fears About Ebola Say About Us.

October 23, 2014 | 39 Views

What Our Fears About Ebola Say About Us.

  Ebola is all over the media lately, you can’t turn on the TV or Radio without hearing about it. You can’t even log on to Facebook without it inundating your newsfeed. Everyone has their opinions about Ebola and whether or not we are danger, whether or not we are at risk and in danger....

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An Open Letter to Men Who Purchase Sex.

October 15, 2014 | 246 Views

An Open Letter to Men Who Purchase Sex.

There’s this road in Phuket, Thailand called Bangla home to over 400 bars. It feels like Las Vegas on steroids with dancing girls on every bar. If you were observant you could see trafficked eastern European women in glass cages, drugged and wearing masks, high above the bars. They were for those men willing to...

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Confessions of a Writer Who Doesn’t Write.

October 1, 2014 | 425 Views

Confessions of a Writer Who Doesn’t Write.

Life has been a blur in recent months. With working 40 hours a week to taking 18 hours of school, there hasn’t been much time for anything, really. That mixed with trying to find community, trying to sleep and rest and be… life is chaos. Life is even more chaotic because I haven’t given the...

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How to Be Brave.

June 7, 2014 | 1612 Views

How to Be Brave.

Courage is the word on the tongue of God, almost like he is whispering it in our ears and suddenly we find ourselves emboldened with our hearts pounding and our tongues tied doing something we never thought we could do. I used to think courage had a lot more to do with big physical actions,...

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Confession of a Girl That’s Scared of Intimacy.

I cried myself to sleep last night. Not a cute little “it’s been a rough day” types of cries… but the type where I moaned aloud that I didn’t want the sun to come up… because honestly, I didn’t want to face another day. I cried because I’m lonely. I’m surrounded by a sea of...

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The Lie We All Believe

April 28, 2014 | 1980 Views

The Lie We All Believe

  He walked her to the bar and she did the talking. He was about 55, white, slightly overweight and even from a distance I could tell he was unsure of himself. She appeared the opposite, young, Thai, beautiful, confident and doting on the older man, wiping his face with a cloth to catch the...

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Confessions of a Shameful Daughter.

March 26, 2014 | 4862 Views

Confessions of a Shameful Daughter.

Yesterday was a the typical mundane Tuesday. I made a million lattes and made small talk with any passerby of my quaint little espresso bar. I woke up well-rested and was ready to face the day. A few hours into my shift, my coworker knocked over a gallon of milk and my instant response was...

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Somehow “I’m sorry,” doesn’t seem to cut it.

  Greetings from Kampala, Uganda, a country still recovering from when the Lord’s Resistance Army lead by Joseph Kony ripped through the countryside abducting children to be pawns in a senseless war against humanity. Boys as young as four are taught to violently kill their peers while the girls are taken as wives and sex slaves. It...

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What needs to be said about Sex

What Needs To Be Said About Sex.

March 4, 2014 | 10130 Views

What Needs To Be Said About Sex.

If we’re honest… Sex is awkward to talk about. It’s avoided at all costs in the Church and among people in general. But let’s be real… It needs to be talked about. It’s secretive… It’s shameful… It’s a sin against our own bodies. I’m not talking about just full blown intercourse… I’m talking about anything...

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How a Million Moments Make a Life.

February 13, 2014 | 9696 Views

How a Million Moments Make a Life.

Lately I have been finding myself waiting for that big moment. You know when you are so overwhelmed by God’s presence that something bubbles out of you, whether it be tears or laughter. I faithfully do my quiet time every morning, begging God to overwhelm me with his love. And every time I feel his...

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